NationStates Jolt Archive

It was beautiful, tranquil planet in the middle of nowhere with name echoing its beauty. Rahxep was a small colony planet left alone by the Star Realm of the Five Civilized Nations for thirty odd years. After a disastrous internal conflict which sundered the Star Realm's ties with all of its colonies, the colonists upon Rahxep had flourished, building a strong self-sustaining world, capable of fending for itself. Twenty years after the destruction of a once mighty space empire, the Republic of Rahxep was founded. To cement their break, the colonists began to call themselves Rahxepians.

Now some thirty-seven years since the war that broke its ties with its colonies, the Star Realm began a quest to regain what it had lost and restore itself to its former glory. Its first target of acquisition was the independent world known as Rahxep.

Aboard the flagship of the powerful Five Civilized Nations Mu Squadron, Rear Admiral Upper Half Maximillion Corrin sat patiently waiting, as the 38 ship squadron approached Rahxep. By the time the colonists on Rahxepians realized the presence of the Five civilized Nations vessels had already arrived in orbit, their powerful jamming equipment, destroying any hope of the Rahxepians had for assistance. Shaking his head in derision at the pathetic attempts by the Rahxepians to seek help, Maximillion Corrin, signalled for the assault to begin.

14 Typhoon Class Heavy Transports detached themselves from the squadron, their heavy fusion sublight engines powering them quickly towards the planet. Escorted by starfighters launched from the Five Civilized Nations warships, the 571 meter long Typhoons swiftly entered the planet's atmosphere and began spreading out, targeting all major Rahxep cities and military installations.

Completely unprepared for the assault, the Rahxep Planetary Defense Forces fell into great disorder. As the Five Civilized Nations transports landed and thousands of heavily armed Five Civilized Nations Marines landed, the Rahxepian defenders, unable to organize any effective resistance, surrendered.

In the Rahxep capital city of Veriana, the government, unable to cope with the appearance of such an invasion force, swiftly made moves to capitulate. Led by Premier Yvegeny Worthington, the Rahxepians prepared to return to the oppressive rule of the Star Realm of the Five Civilized Nations.

As the occupation forces took over control of the once prospering Republic, the Rahxepians were powerless, surrendering to a former life that ended more than thirty years ago.

But not everyone was content to allow the Star Realm to reassert its authority, General Colonel Kosov Alekseyev, the second in command of the Rahxep Planetary Defense Forces immediately activated a secret black-ops unit, entitled the Shadow Wolves.

Ten years earlier, Alekseyev, understanding the possibility of heavy ground combat, began a secret black-ops program to genetically engineer the best soldiers in the world. Nicknamed Operation Dire Wolves, the program was in actuality a disaster. Of the three supposedly "super" soldiers, all of them exhibited great psychological problems.

Their first act was the immediate massacre of Alekseyev and the survivors of the Rahxep Planetary Defense Force.

Now, the unprincipled, unruly, powerful, manic soldiers would be unleashed on an unsuspecting world, people, and occupation forces...

(OOC: Everyone is welcome to join this RP either as a member of the Shadow Wolves, a Rahxepian civilian, or as a Five Civilized Nations military personnel.

This will primarily be a planetary RP, in which the end result would be the complete annilihation of the planet...)

Bump for participants...

OOC: I'll take a part as one of the Shadow Wolves, stand by for IC post.)

Breed, as he had been namned stood over the body of Alekseyev and smelled him. Scratching with his fingers over the skin, ripping a piece of the arm away with his bare teeth. "Father.." he said quitely as he smiled with the mouth filled with flesh and blood. "Goodbye.." he laughed and stood up.

Breed had the fortune, or the bad luck, depending on how you saw it, of having various predatorian dna. Wich made him extremly blood thirsty and aggressive, more to it he was a mountain of muscles. Though, still very agile and fast. He had never liked the idea of guns or weapons that shot things. He was more into broad swords, knives, axes.. just things that sliced realy.
And so, in his other hand he held a leg of a chair, wich was covered with blood and gore. He looked at his "brothers", he was not the one with the brains, he did not give orders, he obeyed and acted.
"What now.." "Brothersssss?"
He swalowed the flesh and made that sound wich lions made after having a nice meal of whatever creature they got their hands on.


OOC: not that long, but I want to wait and see what happends next.

(OOC: Welcome Danneland... BTW, if a nation known as Rahxep posts, its my puppet...)

Target, the leader of the trio of Shadow Wolves shook his head in disgust as he watched the sadistic Breed move about the underground installation.

Target was the first super soldier product of the Operation Dire Wolf. A former Five Civilized Nations spy, Target had been brainwashed by the Rahxep Planetary Defense Force and been placed into the black-ops program. An excellent shooter and assassin, Target was known for his viciousness in combat. Although relatively unafflicted by the psychological problems exhibited by the two other members of the team, Target was afflicted by a rare neurological disease that caused Target whenever in rage or under stress to go beserk. The disease imbued Target with strength, speed, and agility beyond what anyone else possessed.

"Stand up, Breed," Target said, his voice laced with great venom, as he slowly sheathed his sword...

Breed reacted at once and stood up. Glancing at the dead body beside him, and then looking at Target. "Yes brother, what is it?"
He smelled the air, no.. no one other than his brothers around, to bad. His toung wandered over his sharp teeth, atleast he had been fed today.


OOC: Thank you :) and okay ^^

(OOC: Let's wait for one more person before we continue, okay?)

(OOC: Let's wait for one more person before we continue, okay?)

OOC: Sure :) ..

ppl...Join ffs! :P

Savage was another of the Shadow Wolves. He sniffed the surroundings and growled, he didn't like the area.

"Where now?" he asked his brothers, twitching slightly. He was eager to find somewhere else to go. Savage was known to be impatient.

Target brightened when he heard the other Shadow Wolf speak. In a more welcoming and warm tone, he said, "Ah, brother Savage, good for you to join us. It is time to spread death throughout this planet... The time for us to be free has come. We must reach the surface and gain the power that our status deserves!"

"yes.. yes" Breed said getting himselfe all worked up "death.. destruction... flesh.. blood.. murder.. must hunt, must hunt down our pray!" Breeds looked at his brother, just waiting for any of them saying go, so he could go! He had no sent of anything that lived down here, he must go up a level.. yes, up. up and "feeeeeed" he roared as he ran down the hallway towards some stair, his passion for blood had overtaken his mind. "must... feeed"

"Death?" Savage chuckled, sniffing the air again and shook his head. "I can feel death, its whispering to me."

He closed his eyes and laughed.

Dimitri Popov looked outside the window of his bar, watching the marines march by. "Damn, I gotta get out of here."

Dimitri was rather nervous about these newcomers. The locals had either not cared, or just left him alone. He had fled to this planet after a failed robbery on a bank in another system with his brother, Viktor and had a very large amount of money placed on his head and settled down. "I bet these guys will find out about the money on my head. I've gotta get out of here."

He went over and grabbed his carbine and stuffed it under his coat and checked the ammo in his revolvers. His ship, the Sword was docked in the capital's starport. He went outside and locked the door behind himself. He then began to make his way towards the starport...

Although he was shaking his head, a little disgusted by the obscene and nasty behavior of his pack brothers, Target swallowed his disgust. Taking two steps to bring him over the body of their creator, General Colonel Kosov Alekseyev, Target stooped and picked up a datapad held tightly in the general's torn hand. Reading a few lines, Target smiled and turned to his pack brothers and said, "There are more victims at the surface. Come, the time of death and feasting has come..."

Laughing evilly to himself, Target and the rest of the Shadow Wolves moved swiftly towards the powered lift, intent upon going to the surface. Just as the trio of bioengineered soldiers arrived, the lift opened and a squad of ten Rahxep Planetary Defense Force soldiers appeared, hefting their heavy Quad Barrel 25mm Miniguns up along with heavy grenade launchers.

Smiling inwardly to himself, Target confronted the ten men, who immediately raised their weapons. The lead soldier, a Staff Sergeant yelled, "Freeze motherfuckers!?! Hands up in the air." And then he saw the blood dripping from Breed's mouth. "What the Fuck!?! What are you guys!?! Monsters!?! Where the hell is General Alekseyev!?!"

(OOC: If anyone objects to the cursing, I will immediately edit them out...)

(OOC: No objection to swearing here)

IC:

Savage's eyes narrowed and he growled. He began to smell fear, he knew the men would be afraid of them. Everyone would and Savage enjoyed that idea.

"Oh he's around," he laughed. "Can't you hear him dance?"

Breed did not wait for anything else to happend, his bloodlust was to great to hold back and with a roar he ran towards the ten men, wich in return opened fire at him. Bullets ripped through his flesh, but he just kept on moving untill he could reach one of the men.
He grabbed his head with one hand and threw him at three others, with the other hand he crushed the chair-leg into the face of another, blood splashing out all over his arm and the sound of the skull crackin made another soldier vomit.



OOC: Nothing against it here either.

Shaking his head, appalled at the reckless nature of Breed, Target unsheathed his katana from its sheathe. With a instinctive protective nature, Target immediately pounced, skewering through the heart a soldier attempting to shoot Breed from behind. Laughing wickedly, Target swung his katana, decapitating another soldier...

Savage laughed and launched himself at the nearest soldier, tearing into the unfortunate mans neck. He took no notice of what the others were doing, he drifted into his own little would as he fed his bloodlust. Not caring, he dropped the solder and jumped at another, he never stopped to what his brothers were doing.

(OOC: Hattia, we're in an underground facility...)

Ah, I see. You never went up the lift...

(OOC: Nope...)

Breed buried his hands deep inside the stumich of a soldier, then taring the whole body apart, his gut flushing out on the ground and onto Breed, blood spraying all over the place. Grabbing the heart and eating it with grate lust.
The last soldier had been slaughtered and the only one who remained was the Staff Sergeant. Breed looked at Target... "what shall we make of him" Breed picked up a arm wich had been ripped of and began to eat it, the new flesh and blood made his wounds heal mutch faster..

Target frowned slightly as he gazed upon the staff sergeant and the apparent fear evident in his eyes and his manner. Smirking to himself, Target said simply, "Bait..."

Savage looked up from his kill, "Bait," he repeated and laughed. He pushed the body away and looked towards his brothers.

"Yes... Bait..." Target said, "We'll bring him with us to the surface and then use him as bait for others to feel our rage and anger, for others to feed our needs..."

Obviously pleased with himself, Target stepped forward and front snap kicked the staff sergeant in the groin. All color drained from the staff sergeant's face as he dropped to the floor, moaning pitifully in pain...

Savage's head lulled to one side as he looked at the staff sergeant. "Is he going to dance for us?" he asked. His laughter had subsided and a serious look came over his face. "Please make him dance, I want to see him dance with the queen of faries."

Target nearly cuffed Savage. Disgusted beyond belief, Target said, "Calm yourself Savage, he will dance when the time comes."

With little effort, Target lifted the staff sergeant to his feet and pushed him into the lift. Gesturing towards the lift, Target asked, "Coming?" before he entered the lift towards the surface...

Savage sniffed. "To the surface we go," he said, walking into the lift. Blood was still dripping from his mouth and arms.

Breed wandered into the elevator. "We can eat him" he said smiling as the elevator made its way to ground level, "eat it".

Savage laughed as the lift went up. He closed his eyes once again and imagined a bloodbath, he could taste the blood.

Like a thunderbolt, the lift took the three Shadow Wolves and their hostage to the surface. As the doors opened, the Shadow Wolves were greeted with a chilling sight, several mountains of skeletons were piled high throughout the valley before them. Hundreds of dead Rahxep Planetary Defense Force soldiers laid dead amidst the mountains of bones. Many had died.

"Okay, sergeant," Target said, as he effortlessly threw the soldier out of the lift, "What the hell happened?"

Gasping through his clenched teeth, the soldier managed to say, "The damned 5CN marines did this... They killed us all... Please don't hurt me..."

Savage laughed, "He's begging, how sad," he said, sniffing at the smell of death in the air. "I hate them, they took away some fun, can we kill them?"

"Perhaps later Savage..." Target replied as he surveyed the surroundings, "Its getting dark..." Turning to Breed, Target said, "Breed, take the lead, we'll follow you... Bring us to the northern ledge of this valley..."

Turning back to Savage, Target said, "Take the back, I'll take of our little prisoner here..."

With a savage pull, Target hefted the staff sergeant to his feet, while he gestured to his fellow Shadow Wolves to prepare to move out...

Savage nodded. "Back yes rear," he said, accepting the orders. "Back, kill who lurk upon us."

(OOC: A little Bump so I can find this...)

Bump for Danneland...

OOC: Time to TG Danneland I think.

OOC: Sorry, I forgot about this one :S

IC:

Breed took the lead, with an animalistic walk, a cross between a gorilla and a cheetah. The sent in the air was filled with death and Breeds mind got in a state of frenzy. Running from one side to another, eating from one limb. Taking another, with his hands he created a sword, bones tied togeather with flesh and skin. Sharpend by the skulls of the dead. The sword looked very grotesque and blood kept dripping from it. And they neared the northern ledge of this valley..

As the trio of Shadow Wolves and their unlikely hostage approached the northern ledge of the valley, a platoon of Five Civilized Nations Archon personnel vehicles hovered into view. Target hissed between his teeth, signalling for the other Shadow Wolves to take cover, while he threw the staff sergeant into a mound of bones, while he dived behind a rather large boulder. He quickly pulled out his heavy Quad-Barrel 25mm Minigun and prepared to fire upon the five vehicles as they descended into the valley...

Savage quickly dived for cover. While letting Target deal with the problem as he appeared to wish, he kept an eye on the staff sergeant.

OOC: Is this dead?

(OOC: Sorry about this, but I'm going to have to put this on hiatus. I'm going on summer vacation for 3-4 weeks in China, so I probably won't have that many opportunities to post. However, I will try and post as frequently as possible...)

OOC: Now that you're back are we gonna pick this up again?

(OOC: Now I'm not really sure... Half of my RPs died during the summer, including my reconquest of my puppets... I'm not really sure if I'm going to continue this RP.)

Ok, no prob.